@ImNotCrazyImAFangirl
//think I’m gonna go to bed, night
//think I’m gonna go to bed, night
Wyn is startled by the person suddenly at her side. "No, I'm fine."
Thayer dipped their head again and slipped away.
(Wait does Wyn look like Wyn or look like the duchess of Vilanna.)
(anyone on?)
//meeeeeeee
(yay!)
//do u want to start a new part of the rp?
also is there a plot here?
(Wyn does look like Wyn but it's been three years since she ran away so no one really recognises her. Plus her hair is blond and her eyes green rather than their normal colours so she looks a bit different there as well)
“How much money do you think is spent on these balls?” Arianna whispered to Alexandra.
(I'm going to start from here)
Alexandra first looked at her sister, then gazed around the room, noting the new tapestries, the tables of endless foods and delicacies, and the hundreds of people who seemed to act like they owned the place.
"Oh, only a couple thousands of dollars." The two girls laughed together.
(yooo is daisuke allowed to crash lol @pandagal72 @ScarletAndHerSides)
(lol sure)
He stood in front of the two, gazing down upon them with a neutral expression. He bowed to show his respects before speaking. "Evening, your highnesses," he murmured, finally taking a sip from his wine glass and forcing himself not to spit out the bitter red wine. "You wouldn't mind if I bothered you for a while?" Although he looked indifferent, there were hints of humor in his tone.
Alexandra stared at the man who stood before her and Arianna. "No, of course not," she replied politely as she curtsied. She couldn't recognize him from anywhere, but then again, Alex was terrible with faces. "So, what brings you to tonight's ball?"
He pulled an envelope out of his pocket and lightly dangled it in front of their faces. "A friend gave me their invitation. Said they weren't the ballroom type. Frankly, I don't think I am either. I feel brain dead in here," he remarked.
"It seems like that is the overall emotion of this room, doesn't it?" Alex commented quietly.
(yooo is daisuke allowed to crash lol @pandagal72 @ScarletAndHerSides)
(Uh, I guess.)
Arianna quietly sipped her drink. The drink’s color fits perfectly with the color theme of this room.
Wyn slips through the people at the ball. Her gold, butterfly like wings look perfect with her green dress. The only two things on her mind are not to be spotted by her mother or anyone in her family - who would recognise her distinct wings anywhere, despite not knowing who she looks like after three years - and to get the girl Donovan wanted and get the information he needed out of her.
Arianna scanned the room for intresting people. She was getting bored, not that she wasn’t already.
Kano decided to go outside and he was bombarded with all the people who weren't invited. The under-class, if you will. There were various people milling about and vendors who wanted to sell to the upper-class called out their sales. Nearby, a small girl with rags as clothes was selling flower crowns. Kano walked up to her booth and pulled out some money, "How much is one?"
The girl's face brightened, "Two-pence."
"Right." he pulled out a six-pence and put it on the table, "One please. Keep the change."
"Really? Okay!" she gave him a bright green flower-crown, "It matches your eyes."
Kano smiled and put it on, "It does."
"You look like a princess!"
"A beautiful one, right? Though, I could never compare to your beauty." Kano pulled the crown off of his head and put it on hers.
She giggled, "If I'm the prettier princess, then you're the prince!"
"Of course, shall we dance princess?" Kano bowed and extended a hand.
The little girl smiled and swayed her head to the music from inside the palace, "If only I were a real princess."
Kano's heart melted. "You are a princess. On the inside as well, not just beautiful." he gave her another six-pence and she handed him the flower-crown back, waving at him as he turned to leave.
(anyone here?)
//me, but I gotta go pretty soon
(I’m alive.)
(im here, kinda late tho)
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